Immortals, or Tengu, can gather information about their surroundings by meditating and concentrating.
If you're not even fighting, if you're going to watch the game thoroughly, that's not the hard part.
But the heavenly dogs in the secret cell don't look good.
Likewise, the users of witchcraft can share their senses with their 'connected' counterparts.
To put it bluntly, I can see what the person I'm assisting is looking at, too.
Beyond that, it was also possible to grasp it delicately, just because the subject was limited.
Right now, all the users of witchcraft in foster care are connected to Lloyd.
Thus, the burden on each and every person was light, as it supported the enormous burden of the rapid railway in a system of more than a hundred people.
But they were all confused.
The transcendent moves shown by the mountain waters.
I saw it, albeit indirectly, and it was blue.
Of course, all the speedy railroad users have no idea.
"Um, what's going on!
"The Great Heavenly Dog Hall?!
"You're still fighting, aren't you?!
"Yes! We're going after him, too!
The mountain water left and took refuge in the distance as it was.
From there onwards, the battle continued, because the capture was easy inside the cell, which is spherical.
But I don't know what's going on.
Therefore, the speedy railroad users went after their representatives.
On the other hand, everyone sees me, both witchcraft users and heavenly dogs.
I forged up the mountain water I'm fighting now, see the most powerful man in the world.
"... Hey, Swibbock. How old was your apprentice?
"Come to Noon, it's about five hundred."
"You... are probably a teacher."
The word is more painful for Cell and his disciples, who are heavenly dogs, than the face of the kingdom of Arcana and the eight kinds of divine treasures.
I know that the age of five hundred is young as a immortal.
That's why the fact that the mountain waters used shrinkage brilliantly was other than understanding.
"I'm afraid."
It is now that I am strong. That's not surprising.
But mountain water is not Swivok's blood or anything. I just said I was trained by Swivok to show transcendental moves, even though I had no talent whatsoever.
It shows that Suibok is complete as a Immortal and has reached superior levels as a Master.
Nevertheless, that is not surprising for Swivok.
I was delighted. There was a slightly different surprise than the residents of the Frontier Cell.
My own disciples did not disturb my heart when I saw blood. Without fear of being bombed, he chose the best without hesitation.
I'm simply happy with that.
After all, I know that my disciples are not what they used to be.
Indeed, it is an ideal to aim to defeat without a single blow.
But you can't even be afraid of a bullet. Because the mind that scares the bullet disturbs the move and stifles the body.
At the same time, you can't keep one thing in mind when you're hit. Just because you bled out, you can't even care about that.
Is it important or to fight, to win?
It is normal for blood to flow if you live, and it is normal for you to get hurt if you fight.
My old self, remembering that I didn't even know that, but I was even impressed with how my apprentice was finishing.
Mountain water fought festivals, runs, and toons, but it was never attacked.
Of course, that is also proof that mountain water has gained that much strength.
On the other hand, there was anxiety. I wondered if I could stand around as usual when I was injured.
I was worried.
My own apprentice is truly an ideal swordsman.
"... boulders, you've only ever admitted"
"Yeah, he's a really filial apprentice"
The mature heavenly dogs were convinced to learn about Swibbok, two thousand and five hundred years ago, on a young day.
Once reached the seat of God in a literal sense, Swivok still continued to seek strength.
The mountain waters have reached what he was really aiming for, that he wanted to be purely stronger than anyone else.
It meant that, as his Immortal, his untrained to this world was cut off.
"... Suibok"
"Yes."
"Sure, you'd be a proud apprentice. But don't you want to tell me more?
"That's... of course. But..."
"I don't know, I guess."
Cell, for one thing, is sparing.
A man who has been raised so many immortals, who has finally transcended his strays, has spared no effort in seeking death.
Too, a waste.
"Suibo, you used to want to break the moon."
"Yeah, yeah."
"You're the moon."
Everyone knows it's there.
If you look up to heaven, there will always be it.
That's Swivok, Cell says.
"You are the strongest man in the world, the man to aspire to, and the month to be demanded even if it doesn't arrive."
"It's already taken over"
As far as the Great Tengu Cell knows, among the immortals, Yamashui, a young man, has already provided instruction to many of the inmates.
That as the strongest swordsman in the country, we are sending out a lot of gatekeepers.
That he is respected as a swordsman, as a warrior, as a soldier, as a samurai, as a beings who deserve to be ordained.
"I've already told you what I really need to tell you."
"That won't be enough. Sure, your apprentice may have reached the same border as the Sword Immortal, but still, bones alone won't be enough."
"Again, you'll find that for yourself. I believe that."
"... well, as I leave the shame on you to the geese"
One of the possibilities is that Suibok will now be the Lord of the Great Eight States.
Suibok, who is four thousand years old, is already a good time to name one person as a Immortal.
Having studied much of the immortality of the Great Eight States, he would be able to teach many disciples many techniques.
Around it, Cell decided to leave it to the geese.
In fact, now I can say that I'm the only man who can judge Swivok.
"Needless to say, we haven't got a fight yet."
"Yeah, we'll see about that."
Lloyd, looking down from the sky, had turned off all his gear once he had left only one piece of gear he was using for his scaffold.
(Strong, but neither immortal nor invincible. We have a winner)
Once you stop your hand and assemble the operation.
Lloyd now had the calmness to do that.
I did run out of gossip jewels in my hand, but still there was a build-up of scratches in the mountain water.
This one is not intact, but the injuries were more serious in the mountain waters.
That fact calms Lloyd down.
(It's certainly an unlikely shrinkage of the range, but it's still not against the principle. At least not as deviant as Fuukei)
ink stream fairy art, or landscape stream fairy art.
Mountain waters have not come to terms with a technique that deviates in accordance with the principles of principle, enough to engrave their own names.
If so, if you stand around while upholding the principle, you have a winning eye.
(If you maintain this altitude, there's no problem first. opponent is a shrinking body, the longitudinal axis movement is really delayed)
Lloyd knows the shrinkage. That's why I was working out measures correctly.
Once the altitude needs to be raised in order to approach with shrinkage or attract with tow tows against enemies above. We won't be moving in time, and we have to move it before we attack.
Of course, if you have the power, you can attack without the need for motion. But there was a lack of firepower to defeat Lloyd armed with treasure.
Strike with Qigong sword, using heavy duty. Or similar moves. That should be the effective blow in the melee of mountain waters. Even a ranged attack probably shouldn't make a big difference.
(The opponent is fast, too soon. It doesn't make any sense to use the moves and tools I showed you once as they are. On the contrary, I will deal with it by making the best choice, even if it is somewhat ingenious and combined)
That is the absolute advantage of mountain water and swivo.
Make a perfect response to the moves and tools you see once. The side that launched the attack is so confusing.
And stay ahead of them. That would be his strength.
(Difficult or less likely, that doesn't make sense. The opponent, no matter how far away the needle hole is, shoots through it exquisitely. But still, it's only a range of comprehension and imagination. At least, he was under attack earlier)
(And you'd be thinking. Well, it's not wrong. If that's all precision to work out the operation, that's easy to deal with)
The mountain water was mountain water, and once I needed to stop my legs.
The continuous use of transient merit had reduced Xianqi.
I just wanted to get my breath ready and get some energy together and recover.
Especially, he badly used his left hand to stop the noise bell. I just want to do something about it.
(First of all, there are definitely other seeds of magic on the opponent. Especially the shrinkage measures should be natural)
The gossip jewel was small when it was done, as is the noise bell.
Of course, the technique of turning it down would be great, but the gossip jewel, which is a blowing weapon anyway for making noise, is better big and heavy.
To say why you're making it smaller, to make it more portable. Highly portable means you can equip many treasures.
(Even though we were free and agreed on gear with each other, Lloyd was mostly a handful. Probably thought I was asking about the treasure from my master and I literally wanted to hide it in my hand......)
So far, the only treasures seen by the mountain water are the clothes they are wearing themselves and the bands that have the effect of instant merit, gossip jewels and noise bells.
That's all. That's too clappy.
(Nevertheless, even if we are working on shrinkage measures, that is why we can also assume to some extent in our hands)
Firstly, by positioning the gears in all directions according to the users of the rapid railway, it is possible to block the principle slightly.
If you thoroughly go to the turtle, that's the only way the mountain water can break through. But that's bound to be a losing path for the other guy. It is almost impossible for Lloyd to capture the mountain water now that the shrinkage can be used, in addition to avoiding the mountain water if the opponent is thoroughly defended.
Thus, Lloyd has no choice but to create a gap. If you don't, the mountain waters won't attack.
Then capturing mountain waters with utterly unknown means of attack, with no room for evasion.
This is the most fearful thing to do, and mountain waters are weak when they are inhibited from acting like earlier noise bells.
Probably can't stand boulders if you eat them again.
But probably not twice. Earlier, Lloyd threw a noise bell to stop the mountain water. That is, because it was the only treasure that fell under it.
Of course there is no denying the possibility of having another piece of the same treasure. But it would be unlikely. Array is meant to be for emergency avoidance, not thrown and used. There's no point in having more than one.
The third is restraint.
If shrinkage sealing was the case, then this was realistic.
The shrinkage is an instantaneous move, but not so accommodating.
I can't get in or out of a closed room, I can't attract anything fixed to the ground, or use it if I'm restrained.
Also, even if it is simply raining or a sandstorm is blowing, it cannot be used.
(The act of wrapping with a net, tying with rope, letting it disappear with viscous liquid, making it snow is also quite realistic)
Previously, the mountain waters could not pack their mistakes in shrinkage and sustained burns against nearby guards scattering sparks.
This is probably the same classification as a noise attack, rather than a combination move between the two sides.
(But that's why I don't use it all of a sudden. If Lloyd wants to use it, ask me out. No matter how many secrets are closed, there's no such thing as treasure all over it. Only, I should finally let it stick around me like a smokescreen)
Thus, the most likely Lloyd's maneuver is either to bring in mountain water or draw himself to mountain water while creating some gaps, where he activates a restrained treasure. attack the mountain water for each of its treasures, it will be.
If so, the Mountain Water operation is to avoid that restraint treasure by whatever means, while screwing the attack into the gap.
(and you would think)
The stunning trick of ink flow immortality is one step ahead of the other, one hand away, one piece of paper, one beat behind, one hair in crisis.
That is, to make one equal to nothing infinite.
And the mountain water is entrusted to it by Swivok.
(I know I'm not an easy opponent to win, but I'm not going to lose this one easily either)
Never sharply elevated, the mountain water was holding the wooden knife hard with his right hand.
Only, the lead lies with Lloyd, who's taking the top.
When that Lloyd made his move, it was the beginning of his last offense.
(No, we have to win)